Screaming Out Loud (Thét Gào)

I can’t live in this confined world, Where people grab and control!
I want to go beyond and above All these bondages and limits! I have to breathe The fragrant air of heaven. I have to go Where the wind gently blows
Let me live, Let me grow. Let me be ME!
However different However strange it might seem To thee. But my life belongs to me. I shall live the way that I’m pleased!
If you cannot gift peace Do not stir up stormy sea.
Let me be free! I’ll fly with the bird, I’ll rise with the sun I’ll dream on the surface of the moon And I’ll write poetry for the petals of wild orchids.
I’ll sing-shower in the cool rain of the first day of summer, I’ll climb forest-trees and float on the waves of the great ocean, I’ll paint the tender blades of the spring grass!
I’ll run with the field-butterfly barefooted, I’ll play hide-and-seek With the fish in the river. I’ll sing folk songs in late night of the fall.
I’ll stroll in the friendly forest path! I’ll enjoy the succulent garden ripe fruits, They will just fall from the tree for me!
I’ll do the things, That you deem foolish and crazy. But I’ll so very like it!
Let me be Let me breathe!
Oh Heaven, Oh God Hear me! Oh all Angels, Lift me!